A Special Opinion from "Haiku Joe"



We have a special feature today, thanks to the stubborness of a regular visitor to The Wiggety. He will be herby referred to as Haiku Joe, since he is the only person EVER to submit a haiku and that's what he called himself. Anyway, it all started when he emailed me saying he refused to answer yesterday's opinion poll. I thought this rather rude and incosiderate since I work so hard to entertain all of the guests at The Wiggety. The least he could have done was send it through the proper page. But little did he know he was providing me with a conversation string that would prove to be one of the more interesting responses I have received (probably just because I am involved). Anyway, without further ado, here it is:

Haiku Joe: "I cannot respond to this..."

Beatmaster: "Why not?"

HJ: "ducks, rabbis and popes do not mix...Rub-a-dub-dub..."

BB: "I'll just post these emails then!"

HJ: "I'll agree to that..."

BB: "Agree to what? Like it makes a difference if you send it over my page or over email? Maybe you should agree to shut up!"

HJ: "did you mom tell you to say that? or was it your friend Haiku Joe...."

BB: "So YOU'RE THE BASTARD!!! That's it. I'm coming down there. How dare you ridicule THE WIGGETY!!!"

HJ: "wiggety what?"

BB: "Wiggety WEBSITE!!! Don't you even bother to look at the homepage? Jesus..."

HJ: "I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS YOU LUSH! I was saying it like Wiggety...Wiggety what?"

BB: "Well, you have not yet earned the right to speak "wiggety". Your refusal to participate under The Wiggety's express terms and conditions (which you fully accept merely by going to http://brispence.tripod.com) regarding the Opinion Poll has rendered your Miggety-membership null and void...until tomorrow. The conversation has been Iggety-ended. Good diggety."

HJ: "Now the scarey part is...If I was writing that email, that is probably what I would have said word for word...wiggety wierd"

BB: "Are you trying to compare yourself to the Beatmaster? For there are none with a likeness to him, nor have there ever been, nor will there ever be!"

HJ: "the Beatmaster got no rhythm"

BB: "You are dead to me."

HJ: "no...papa no..."